A COURT OF PAIN AND SORROW (ACOTAR FANFIC)

The Lovers

Verna Tansmia, daughter of spring, heiress to the spring court walked to the apple tree.
Her claws either side of her. Each one as sharp and deadly as any sword. Each one made for killing. Lucian's sword in her hand. She was so mad, so sad and so, so angry. She had grew up hating her claws, but in this moment she loved them. Echos blood was no longer wet. It was dried on her. Sirens blood were black. Echos blood look like ink on her. Verna tried to push all thoughts of her friend and that. . .her brother. Who died at the hands of their father. Who died before he even had a chance to live.

I have already lost a friend and a brother. She said to herself. I will not lose my mate.

She had no idea where to look. So she listened. She let the Spring tell her. She let the lost sprits of the court help her.
Hello Heiress. We missed you. They said.
Hello. Verna replied.
Why are you here?
Where is my mate?
We asked questions first. The mate of you and son of Night. . . He is where you met. All them years ago. He is at the apple tree.
Thank you.
You owe us. Mother of Spring.
I am no Mother of Spring. Verna said.
Next time we talk, you shall be. The sprits answered.

***

The apple tree tree can into view. Verna heard two men yelling. Her father and her mate. Verna yelled. Tamlin turned and looked at his daughter, Nyx was on the floor. Bleeding the same way Verna had saw Echo bleed. The last time they were under this tree, he was a boy and she was just a girl. And now, they were a male and a female. A man and a woman. His wings were behind him, bloody and cut.

"Nyx?" Verna whispered walking over to him. "Please don't be dead." She heard herself whisper.

"Good thing I'm not." Nyx said in a small laugh, he touched her leg.

Verna bent down to him, her claws going in.

"Where is he?" She growled.

"Not now." Nyx sighed. There was to much blood. "Not while I'm like this."

"Nyx. . ." Verna whispered kissing him. "Don't leave me."

"I'm not leaving you," He whispered putting a kiss to her hand.

"Save your energy." Verna ordered, moving a hand over Nyx's head. "Save your energy."

"My darling." Nyx whispered, his voice now low. "Know you will never be unloved by me. Know that you are too well tangled into my soul. Know that my soul will never leave your side, even if this body does."

"Nyx, your not dying." Verna whispered. "I will not let you. I forbid it."

"Well, you must tell deaths handmaidens that." Nyx laughed. He touched her hand. "You will make a fine mother. Even if I am not there to see it."

"Don't say that."

She did not want him to say that. Did not want Nyx to say that he was dying. She had already lost Echo and she had no idea if Circe was still alive. She could of lost two of her best friends this day. She looked at the cut that ripped though his stomach. A cut that had been made from a claw that belong to Verna's father. Claws that looked so much like her own. Slowly Nyx started to close his eyes.

"You stay awake do you hear me!?" Verna yelled, new tears in her eyes. She just lost her best friend and now she was losing her mate. "Don't you dare close your eyes! Please!"

"So loud." Nyx said.

Just then something changed in the air, a cold night breeze kissed her face and Verna heard someone scream.